Gou Dao Changsheng: Starting from the Reincarnation of a Demon Cultivator

Chapter 750 Battle, Blood Stains the Sky

A ray of azure light descended, unfolding like a dream, transforming into a vast net that enveloped the fierce-looking four-winged feathered serpent.

"hiss!"

The four-winged feathered serpent twisted its back, its millstone-sized scales trembling and standing upright, unleashing a series of wind blades that slashed towards the Azure Wood Domain.

"I can't let you run away"

Fang Yi chuckled lightly, disappeared from Yu Xi and Mu Wenhan's horrified gazes, and reappeared beside the Cangmu Law Domain.

With a wave of his sleeve, the ancient Five Poisons Cauldron, with its three legs and two handles, crashed down, its insect-like runes spreading out and instantly suppressing the domain.

"Are there cultivators hiding in Qingquan Tower?"

Yu Hongzi's expression changed slightly. Ignoring Xiao Changce, who was at a disadvantage, he threw out the Vast Ocean Pearl in his hand.

"Fang Yi, be careful! This Yu Hongzi is no ordinary Core Formation cultivator!"

Xiao Changce's expression changed slightly, and he spoke a warning.

In just a few short exchanges, he realized that, despite both being at the third level of Core Formation, he was no match for Yu Hongzi in terms of either mana control or spell mastery.

"Wow!"

The Azure Lotus Banner unfurled, moving without wind, amidst swirling clouds and mist, with countless azure lotus blossoms cascading down, supporting the precious pearl of the vast sea.

Fang Yi wore a jade crown, his robes fluttering in the wind, and his gaze was deep and unfathomable.

"Greetings, Fellow Daoist Yu Hongzi!"

I've heard that the founder of the Biyue Pavilion had two demonic pets, a tortoise and a snake, who were ranked in the middle of the third tier.

This four-winged feathered serpent must be a descendant of that six-winged feathered serpent.

"Qingyangzi, you certainly have a good eye."

Yu Hongzi sensed Fang Yi's lingering aura, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the water beneath his feet gathered, transforming into a deep, flowing river.

"Compared to Xiao Changce, Qingyangzi, you are far superior to him."

"Fellow Daoist, you flatter me."

The two cultivators' auras intertwined and clashed, creating a oppressive atmosphere that caused both sides to instinctively avoid the inner city.

"Withered Vine Hand!"

"Dripping Sword!"

The two attacked simultaneously, with a withered, yellow hand formed from ancient, tangled vines slamming down, and a dripping sword formed from the Black River slashing down.

A withered, dim, yellowish light spread, and sword light and the black river crashed down.

"boom!"

A massive spiritual explosion erupted, and the shattering gale spread for hundreds of miles. The five fingers of the withered vine hand were sliced ​​off, and the spine of the dripping sword was broken. Neither of them gained the upper hand.

"Not bad!" Yu Hongzi's eyes burned with even stronger killing intent.

Their heroes are my enemies, let alone mortal enemies like Xuan Yang Mountain and Bi Shui Pavilion.

A wisp of black water magic power emerged in Fang Yi's palm, roughly assessing Yu Hongzi's background. At the third level of the Core Formation stage, his magic power, divine sense, and combat experience were all without weakness.

"It's been a long time since I've seen such a tough nut to crack..."

He was multitasking, his gaze falling to the scene of two factions of cultivators fighting on Qingkong Cliff.

Yu Hongzi waved his hand and sent out a jade-green gem that fell into the Wind Whisper Formation.

The Wind Whispering Array swirled in the distance, while the Ancient Mirror of Separation floated and swayed in the wind's spiritual power.

Runes flowed and evolved, transforming into the three spells: Wind Breath, Wind Escape, and Wind Armor.

Du Qingman, with her long white hair, had the highest cultivation level, but she had fought Yan Li several times.

She was badly injured, with blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. She wore a golden-embroidered robe and several talismans burning in her hand.

Fire Dragon Talisman, Sharp Claw Talisman, Water Blade Talisman, Wood Spirit Talisman
Several near-third-tier talismans worked together to barely stop the rolling, viscous mud waves, but with the support of the ancient formation, the entanglement became increasingly difficult.

Li Heng, riding the tides of the vast sea, held a precious pearl in his hand, while Liang Qu summoned a rock shield surrounded by the spiritual light of the Earth element. The two of them, working together, could have gained the upper hand.

However, with the support of the Wind Whisper Formation, he was completely suppressed by Wu Xuanlong's single sword.

The remaining four fake alchemists, Du Jiabao and Yang Juyu, stopped Yu Shuxian and the Xu family alchemists from Huangtian Mountain.

Huang Daiyue, with his superior Dao foundation and the protection of a magical treasure, joined forces with Zhu Huan, who was skilled in swordsmanship.

Both were wealthy individuals, and each summoned their own talismans, which transformed into the Crimson Dragon Sword and the Eternal Spirit Pearl, blocking the path of the Han family female cultivator from the Cold Water River.

Changsun Jie used the bag to transfer misfortune and accumulate blessings, which surrounded him and blocked the fake alchemist from the Che family at the Five-Colored Pool.

Without exception, the six pseudo-core cultivators of the Azure Water Pavilion held the advantage of location and were blessed by the Wind Chant Formation.

The three spells, [Wind Breath], [Wind Escape], and [Wind Armor], were linked together, giving the cultivators of Xuan Yang Mountain an advantage in mana, speed, and defense, making it difficult for them to fight back.

Fang Yi looked at Biyu, a flash of blue light passing through his eyes, and then he recognized Biyu's background.

"The essence blood of the four-winged feathered serpent that was previously refined?"

Although not as powerful as the Demon King himself, it was still enough to activate the Wind Whisper Array…

"Even if it comes at a price, we must keep Yu Hongzi here, otherwise there will be endless trouble in the future."

……

"Qingkong Cliff truly lives up to its reputation as the result of seven hundred years of management by Biyue Pavilion; the Wind Whispering Array has undergone further changes."

Xiao Changce's expression was solemn. Although he had tried his best to overestimate Qingkong Cliff, he still miscalculated one move.

The third-tier, low-grade Wind Whisper Ancient Formation actually advanced through the accumulation of spiritual veins and the tempering of time, using a slow and steady process.

The Wind Whisper Array, ranked as a mid-grade third rank, has a mid-grade magic treasure, the Dream-Separating Mirror, suppressing its core. When fully activated, it can be enhanced by at least one low-grade third-rank spell for a pseudo-core cultivator.

If the four-winged feathered serpent hadn't been enveloped by the Azure Wood Domain, preventing it from fully activating the magic array, Xuan Yang Mountain would have already collapsed in the Foundation Establishment and Pseudo-Core Formation battlefields.

"No wonder Yu Hongzi dared to be stationed alone at this precious place, Qingkong Cliff."

Xiao Changce's ears twitched slightly as he heard Fang Yi's voice transmission. He channeled his magic power to suppress the spirit snake in his arms that was about to attack.

Immediately, with a flick of his five fingers, the Mystic Flame Pearl spun rapidly, surrounded by flames, and struck like a falling meteorite.

"Ha, you think you can fight me just because you've condensed a true core?"

Even among those who have reached the Core Formation stage, there are varying levels of skill!

Yu Hongzi showed no joy or sorrow. With a flick of his Ganlin Feather Fan, fine black water transformed into tiny needles and shot out.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

As the fine needles rolled around, the flames swirling around the Mystic Flame Pearl were extinguished bit by bit.

In just a few breaths, the Xuan Yan Pearl's spiritual light dimmed, and it fell back into the hands of Xiao Changce, whose face was grim.

Yu Hongzi swept past Fang Yi, who was suppressing the Cangmu Dharma Domain, and then landed on the battlefield, where various magical treasures such as swords, beads, axes, and seals clashed.

The rogue cultivators had long since fled. Food was paramount, and the Refining Pavilion and Spring Water Pavilion, once overflowing with people, were now nothing but ruins. The inner city had been reduced to rubble by the aftershocks of the battle between the True Immortals.

Qingkong Cliff suffered considerable losses, but the Biyue Pavilion cultivators gradually gained the upper hand, and victory was only a matter of time.

His heart eased slightly, like an undercurrent turning nine times, his energy tangling and descending, like a worm clinging to a bone, locking down Fang Yi and Xiao Changce.

If the only two Core Formation cultivators who can change the situation cannot intervene, the overall situation will only tilt in favor of the Azure Water Pavilion.

"Xiao Changce is no match for me, and Qingyangzi is also helpless against me."

This time, Qingkong Cliff acted recklessly, leaving behind the life of the fake elixir cultivator from Xuanyang Mountain, and it seems that there was also a high-grade Dao Foundation cultivator among them.

The loss of even one of these promising successors to the Daoist lineage, capable of condensing the inner core, would be enough to break the hearts of Xiao Changce and Fang Yi.

"The third-tier low-grade formation has been upgraded to a third-tier mid-grade formation, greatly increasing the power of the spells."

If this continues, it will damage the foundation of the Five Extreme Peaks.

Watching his disciples grow visibly in the life-or-death struggle, Fang Yi narrowed his eyes, his figure flickered, and he broke free from Yu Hongzi's lock once again.

Setting a trap for a Nascent Soul cultivator is difficult enough, but his unwillingness to expose his demonic secrets makes it even more challenging.

"First, heal the younger members of the sect, lest the situation completely collapse..."

A wisp of spiritual light rose from Fang Yi's fingertips, and the azure sky and precious clouds swirled around him as he continuously formed hand seals.

"Imperial decree: May your influence be as gentle as a spring breeze and as nourishing as spring rain!"

"Imperial Decree: Nourish Qi with Five Lotuses!"

"Imperial Decree: Xuanzhi Ascends to Divinity!"

The Void Realm's withered and flourishing banner swayed, swallowing the precious clouds of the azure sky in one gulp. The delicate banner surface tumbled, and vitality gathered to transform into a verdant canopy.

A phantom of a demon wearing a lotus crown and the robe of the Medicine King, with a canopy above its head, stepped out from under the banner.

The azure sky and precious clouds completely merged into the demon god's phantom.

"This is?
Medical magic and magical powers? "

Yu Hongzi's killing intent was stronger than ever before, as the Way of the Spiritual Healer was the fundamental inheritance of the Biyue Pavilion.

Fang Yi's advancement to the third-tier spiritual healer is one thing, but he lacks the third-tier inheritance, the wondrous methods and supernatural powers of the spiritual healer's way.

Relying solely on medical artifacts, they can at most exert 50% of the effectiveness of spiritual healing, which will not significantly impact the overall situation of the conflict between the two factions.

But things are different now...

The fact that Fang Yi can use his medical skills shows that he has accumulated a great deal of knowledge in medicine and is not far from the middle level of the third rank.

Such a master-level figure could have left behind a complete legacy of the third-tier spiritual medicine path.

"Stop Fang Yi from treating the younger generation!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Yu Hongzi caused the Black River beneath his feet to churn and transform into a rain of three thousand needles that swept in.

"Don't even think about disturbing Fang Yi!"

Knowing that the critical moment had arrived, Xiao Changce's crimson lotus platform beneath his feet swelled in the wind, expanding to a diameter of about ten feet in just a few breaths.

"Woo!"

A tremendous suction force emanated from the lotus platform, causing crimson flames to rise, lotus petals to wither one by one, and the platform's precious light to dim.

But in the end, he managed to stop Yu Hongzi's attack.

Fang Yi nodded slightly, and the crane puppet surrounded by purple energy in his sleeve concealed its aura.

If Xiao Changce couldn't stop him, he had several backup plans, but these would easily alert Yu Hongzi.

"Imperial Decree: All laws shall be abolished!"

Before the banner of decay and prosperity in the Void Realm, the Demon God appeared solemn and dignified, smiling compassionately, with six arms that bloomed behind him like lotus flowers.

Its six arms hold either a five-colored lotus in their palms, or a blue-green fungus, or a babbling brook.

"Oh!"

The three secret techniques were combined into one, then divided into eight, and landed on the eight cultivators fighting against the fake core cultivators of the Azure Water Pavilion.

In the blink of an eye, Du Qingman's injuries subsided, Li Heng's magical power surged, and Liang Qu's depleted spiritual energy recovered.
"Let's finish this quickly and suppress Fang Yi and Xiao Changce first!"

Seeing the situation turning against him, Yu Hongzi's eyes turned ruthless. Without hesitation, he took out a scarlet pill from his sleeve, his Adam's apple bobbing as he swallowed it in an instant.

In less than three breaths, his energy surged by 30%, and he felt a faint sense of fullness in his meridians.

"The Three Blood Burning Meridian Pill is refined using the sect's water-refining method to neutralize its potent properties. However, its duration is limited and should not be wasted."
Fang Yi, die for me!

Knowing that Fang Yi, who was imprisoning and scheming against the four-winged feathered serpent, was a man of deep thoughts, his future prospects and threats were more than ten times greater than those of the reckless Xiao Changce.

Yu Hongzi's fingertips made various hand gestures, and magical power surged out like a flood.

"Imperial Edict!"

Black Feather Transformation into a Roc!

"Buzz!"

The Sweet Dew Feather Fan in his hand shone brightly, transforming into a black-feathered roc with long, slender feathers, sharp eyes, and claws gleaming with a cold light.

"Wow!"

Accompanied by a fierce black-feathered roc, which summoned clouds and rain, spread its wings and fought, blocking Xiao Changce alone.

"Fang Yi, be careful! This bitch is intent on killing; she's going to fight to the death!"

"Noisy!"

Yu Hongzi changed his finger techniques again, unleashing a series of magical seals. The Vast Ocean Pearl landed in his palm and spun around, its azure light flowing.

"Qingyangzi, now it's just the two of us."

"Yan!"

A long, drawn-out dragon roar resounded, and the azure blue spread and solidified like jade, transforming into bones, flesh, and scales.
"Imperial Decree: Wondrous Magic and Supernatural Powers, the Technique of Fighting Dragons in Azure

"Fang Yi, this medical cultivator, is truly a troublesome figure on the battlefield."

Yu Hongzi remained calm. Having cultivated for so long, he had never encountered any great storms or waves.

With a wave of his sleeve, black water surged from his palm, transforming into a crystal-clear spiritual sword, its blade reflecting a faint, cold light.

"disease!"

The black sword light slashed down, knocking Xiao Changce, who had broken free from the Black Feather Transformation Technique, down again.

He said solemnly, "Fang Yi, I will remember you."

"I too... have finally waited for you, fellow Daoist..." Fang Yi's lips curled into a smile, his eyes filled with icy coldness.

Yu Hongzi made no attempt to conceal his murderous intent towards him; he also wanted to use this Core Formation cultivator to refine a puppet.

"disease!"

Fang Yi channeled his magical power, and the Azure Lotus Banner drooped with strands of azure light, transforming into lotus seeds that sprouted branches and leaves.

In an instant, the Azure Lotus Domain was created, engulfing the Azure Water Dragon Fighting Technique within it.

Then, a slender branch appeared in his hand.

The power of withering and flourishing magic swirled around it, and the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch transformed into azure divine light, sweeping into the Azure Wood Domain.

The Bodhi tree branch, imbued with vibrant life force and glowing with emerald light, grows and spreads like a vine.

Within moments, the four wind serpents intertwined, their energy completely locked together.

"You still have the strength to activate magic treasures?" Yu Hongzi's pupils contracted slightly. "First activate two mid-grade magic treasures of not low quality, then use a low-grade magic treasure, which is also a fine piece among those of the same grade."

"Such a rich and mellow aura, such enduring magical power!"

The cultivator at the second level of Core Formation first bound the four-winged feathered serpent, then used three third-level secret techniques, and finally held back the Vast Ocean Pearl.

They still had energy left, so they used the flag, the ancient banner, and the precious cauldron—this was the fourth magical artifact they had summoned.

Where did Fang Yi get such powerful magic?

"Xiao Changce is truly fortunate to have raised a disciple like you. However, having enduring magical power does not mean being invincible in combat."

"If it were a hundred years from now, I would still be no match for you. Right now, you still lack the necessary experience and resources."

A beam of azure light shot into the sky, its chilling killing intent eroding the water elemental energy suspended in the air, which gradually froze.

Yu Hongzi's expression grew increasingly solemn. Today, he was going to eliminate a major threat to the Biyue Pavilion.

"die!"

"Why are you in such a hurry, fellow Daoist?"

Fang Yi's robes fluttered in the wind, his expression serene and unwavering, sensing the undisguised killing intent emanating from Yu Hongzi.

He was at the third level of Core Formation, his aura was stronger than Yan Youtai's, and with three hundred years of cultivation and combat experience, he was even more formidable.

He concealed his aura, becoming like a withered ancient tree, devoid of any vitality. He lifted himself up on a lotus platform, instantly avoiding Yu Hongzi's lock-on.

Reappearing, Fang Yi swept across the battlefield, and a magic seal fell from his fingertip.

Within the Azure Wood Domain, the Five Poison Cauldrons suppressed the demon, while the Azure Blood Bodhi Branch continuously drew upon the power of the Four-Winged Feathered Serpent Demon.

Ultimately, without the blessing of the Wind Element Demon King's demonic power, even with the burning of his essence and blood, he was powerless.

The Dream Mirror only lasted for half an hour; its precious light dimmed, and the runes faded, making it resemble an ancient stone artifact.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

With three muffled thuds, the three spells empowered by the Wind Whisper Ancient Formation—[Wind Breath], [Wind Escape], and [Wind Armor]—all dissipated into a gentle breeze.

"Hahaha!

It was Master who made the move—kill!

They fought their way out of the chaos!

Li Heng's eyes lit up, his robes fluttered, and lotus flowers bloomed beneath his feet as he dodged Wu Xuanlong's gilded magic sword, which was emitting a cold light.

He had been suppressed since the start of their fight, but now he was enjoying himself immensely.

"You were running rampant just now, relying on the array's protection. Now it's my turn!"

"Wow!!"

The pearl of the vast ocean spun, causing the already dispersed misty water energy to rise and fall, and the sound of the tides lapping echoed.

"Vast Ocean Law Domain, solidify!"

"Imperial Decree: Stir up the tide!"

"boom!"

One wave after another crashed down, and Wu Xuanlong felt a chill in his heart. His expression changed slightly, and he immediately patted his storage bag, summoning a large shield inscribed with geomantic symbols.

"Oh!"

The fine patterns on the elephant-patterned shield appeared, the magical restrictions shattered, and Wu Xuanlong tasted a metallic sweetness in his mouth, suffering a considerable backlash.

Not far away, Qin Yu, who had single-handedly blocked two late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, saw that Li Heng was unharmed and activated a secret technique to counterattack.

He concealed the Azure Lotus Banner, a defensive treasure he had been preparing to unleash, and then turned his gaze toward Huo Zhao.

Rather than killing countless enemies, Qin Yu preferred to take a steady and cautious approach and look after his two junior brothers.

On the other side, Zhu Huan and Huang Daiyue felt a sudden relief from their pressure.

"Chance!"

Two more talismans were activated, their brown and red lights swirling around them. A stone seal transformed into a mountain and pressed down, while a crimson-gold scimitar flashed with a cold light and cleaved down suddenly.

"Damn it!
How can these two Foundation Establishment cultivators be so incredibly wealthy!

Han Shuiping's face was grim. Without the support of the grand formation, she had no choice but to retract her offensive and focus on defense.

The remaining three pseudo-Dan Masters, Che, Xu, and Yu, all showed more apprehension during their fight.

From then on, the situation changed drastically.
"wrong!
Fang Yi outmaneuvered us and we lost the initiative!
He had already refined this wooden Dao domain to his heart, and could long ago sever the connection between the Lan Yin and the Feng Yin Ancient Array.

How could she have avoided my soul-locking technique and entangled with Lan Yin for so long?
The delay was for the purpose of "

As Yu Hongzi's mind raced, watching the stench of blood spread and cultivators from both factions fall to their enemies, and considering the utterly stalemate in the battle, a thunderbolt struck his heart.

"Fang Yi's every move has been perfectly timed and effective; this is the method of adding fuel to the fire!"

"What a huge appetite!"

What a ruthless mind!
They showed no regard for the lives of Foundation Establishment cultivators.

"Fang Yi, you intend to use a small investment to achieve a huge return, by consuming all six of my Qingkong Cliff's fake Core Formation cultivators."

"go!"

Yu Hongzi acted decisively, realizing that without the support of the Wind Whisper Formation, the enemy was well-prepared.

The chances of victory at Qingkong Cliff have drastically decreased, so it would be better to retreat and preserve the cultivators' resources.

Fang Yi, the newly appointed leader of Xuan Yang, has an appetite like a glutton.

The loss of six pseudo-Dan cultivators is a loss that even the Azure Water Pavilion cannot withstand.

As long as the fake Dan Zhenren remains unharmed, the battle at Qingkong Cliff is merely a minor defeat, and there is still the potential for a comeback.

He suppressed his reluctance, and with a flick of his sleeve, a jade talisman slipped out.

When it breaks, it breaks!

Break through the magic domain and save the four-winged wind serpent!
The third-tier wind-attribute demon king is skilled in escape techniques. With his assistance, at least the fake core cultivator of Qingkong Cliff can be preserved.

As for Foundation Establishment cultivators, they should pray for their own good fortune; this is a necessary sacrifice.
Yu Hongzi gave Fang Yi a deep look, imprinting the image of the culprit who had plotted against Qingkong Cliff and caused the collapse of the situation into his soul.

"Fang Yi, don't be so smug. Wait for Miao Yun and Yun Hui, the two Golden Core cultivators, to emerge from seclusion."

The losses we've suffered now will surely be repaid tenfold, a hundredfold, from you!

"disease!"

The jade-carved talisman dissipated, transforming into a jade pole with a banner embroidered with the Baxia pattern.

"Imperial Decree: Overthrow the River!"

The wind howled and the dark clouds rolled.

The spiritual energy within a hundred miles was completely drained, transforming into a towering whirlwind that swept up the city's pavilions and towers with astonishing force, heading straight for Fang Yi.

"The Sea-Suppressing and Heaven-Turning Banner Talisman, refined by the Great Immortal?"

Xiao Changce's pupils contracted slightly. This attack was no weaker than that of a sixth-level Core Formation cultivator. He was unleashing the full power of the sect's most treasured weapon.

"Fang Yi, watch out!"

"Finally, this last resort has arrived."

Fang Yi's gaze was deep and thoughtful as he murmured to himself.

Before even stepping into Qingquan Tower, I felt my soul pounding and my heart leaping with excitement.
This means there are cultivators and methods that could endanger my safety.

My true abilities extend far beyond my apparent medical skills and my cultivation level as a True Person at the second stage of Core Formation in the Way of Wood Life.
But with just Yu Hongzi and his four-winged feathered serpent, they can't harm me at all.

'Now, the wait is finally over.'
Even with the assistance of Chi Yin and the protection of the puppet, a full-force attack from a sect leader of this caliber would still severely injure someone.

As expected, a Core Formation cultivator with over three hundred years of cultivation, capable of guarding Azure Sky Cliff, surely wouldn't be without a backup plan.

"Wow!"

A hurricane swept in, whipping up sand and stones, its wind blades whistling and locking away one's soul. Fang Yi felt a chill in his heart, and his hair stood on end.

A full-force attack comparable to that of a sect leader would be suicidal for a cultivator in the early stages of Core Formation. Severe injuries would be the least of their worries; the most likely outcome would be a gruesome death.

'Righteous cultivators with powerful backers are not easy to kill.'

He immediately changed his fingertips, and the humanoid puppet Bilian Guard, clad in battle armor, appeared in the inner city.

"Puppet Path: Transformation"

Fine, dense threads appeared in Fang Yi's hand at some unknown time. The threads instantly became strong and taut, and were driven into the puppet restrictions surrounding the Azure Lotus Guard.

"Wow!"

The two figures blurred for a moment, then swapped places.

When he reappeared, Fang Yi smiled and broke free from the terrifying talisman lock.

"What a pity. If it weren't for the fake elixir in the sect, how could Fang Yi have easily dodged this talisman?"

Yu Hongzi shook his head slightly, but showed no regret.

If Fang Yi, who could push him to his limit, were so easy to deal with, he wouldn't have ended up like this, forced to abandon the cliff and flee.

"Imperial decree: Overthrow the river!"

"The sea is overturned!"

"Snapped!"

The azure hurricane transformed into a long whip and lashed down, instantly shattering the Azure Wood Domain.

Looking at the freed four-winged feathered serpent, its iron-like scales pierced by branches and leaves, leaving bloody holes the size of millstones.

The demonic pet's energy weakened slightly, but it did not fundamentally damage its power, and Yu Hongzi's tense nerves relaxed slightly.

With the Wind Demon King in hand, it is enough to protect the fake Core Immortals in the sect from harm.

"Fang Yi, you have won this time, but the fake Core Formation cultivator is unharmed, so you have not yet achieved complete success."

We cultivators have long lifespans, and our future together is long too.”

"Fake pills?"

Fang Yi's eyes were deep and unfathomable, like a ravenous beast devouring its prey, as he murmured to himself.

'My prey has always been you, Fellow Daoist Yu Hongzi.'

"Hiss, roar!"

The four wings, adorned with feathers, suddenly let out a mournful roar.

The hidden blue light on its back turned and, like a knife slicing through butter, blood splattered everywhere, and its four wings were severed at the root.

The four wings on its back are related to the origin. Now that the four wings have been cut off, the Feathered Serpent was instantly severely injured, and its ability to control the wind was reduced to less than one-tenth.

"Lan Yin!"

Looking at his spirit pet, which had been his companion for over three hundred years, now severely injured, Yu Hongzi's eyes were bloodshot with rage.

A blue light emanated from beneath Fang Yi's feet, and the Void Realm Banner of Withering and Flourishing swayed behind him. With a breath, the Azure Wood Domain suddenly opened.

"Do a few fake cultivators even deserve to be schemed against like this by me?"

"Fellow Daoist Yu Hongzi, you overestimate them. It's always been you I've wanted."

Within the realm of Dharma, Yu Hongzi administered several healing pills to the four-winged feathered serpent, relieving the injury on its back.

He then gazed at the strange phenomena of Jia wood, which were condensing within the Dharma Domain.

Ancient trees stand tall and verdant, vines climb the rocks, exotic flowers bloom, and rare herbs carpet the ground, all flowing endlessly in the azure light, nourishing all things silently.

He knew he was in a life-or-death crisis.

"Qingyangzi, I underestimated you."
"Take my life if you want, and see how much you can afford to pay!"

"Fellow Daoist has cultivated for over three hundred years, is skilled in combat, and has no shortage of magical treasures."

With a wind-attribute demon king as its spirit pet, even a mid-stage Core Formation cultivator couldn't subdue it.
Left with no other choice, Fang resorted to this desperate measure.

Fang Yi straightened his headdress and smoothed the edges of his robe, then solemnly bowed his head.

"Please get on the road, fellow Taoist!"

(End of this chapter)